Who is the first one in Chapter 157?
Peng Zixu took her hand and kissed it, looking at her with an ambiguous gaze.
You Huan felt her blood boiling.
It has to be said, the younger brother really knows how to flirt; one gesture and one look were enough to make her fall for him.
Peng Zixu started the car, and You Huan stopped trying to get out.
This time, Peng Zixu took You Huan to his apartment.
Luxury single-level apartment in the city center.
As soon as she entered, You Huan couldn't help but joke, "Do you live in such a big house by yourself for running?"
"You can cancel your lease and move in with me."
As Peng Zixu spoke, he carried her suitcase inside and took out a pair of women's cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet.
You Huan didn't answer, staring at the pair of beige plush cotton slippers, her eyes narrowing: "You often bring women home?"
Peng Zixu paused, then explained, "You're the second one."
Who was the first one?
"My mom."
You Huan was stunned: "Are you lying?"
Peng Zixu: "My mom comes over occasionally, and these are the slippers she bought."
You Huan pursed her lips, secretly pleased.
Oh no, is her possessiveness towards Peng Zixu really that excessive?
The rapid progress in their relationship over the past two days can be traced back to a certain evening.
That day after get off work, Peng Zixu bought a bag of vegetables and stood at her door.
"Sister, we landed a project today, and Dad praised me. I think you deserve a lot of credit too, so I specially bought groceries to cook for you."
Ever since the day they kissed in the office, Peng Zixu stopped calling her Secretary You in private and reverted to his previous form of address.
The word "sister" made her feel weak all over.
Then she opened the door and let Peng Zixu in.
After taking a shower, she lay on the sofa scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing towards the kitchen.
Men who can cook are handsome and charming.
You Huan watched intently.
Peng Zixu brought out the dishes, glanced at her, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Dinner's ready."
You Huan walked over wearing slippers.
A table full of dishes, all beautifully presented and delicious.
One must really enjoy cooking to be able to cook so well, just like Li Mai.
She can't do it; she gets a headache as soon as she enters the kitchen and loses her sense of direction.
After eating for a while, Peng Zixu took out a bottle of red wine from somewhere.
"Want a drink?"
You Huan, craving alcohol, nodded.
Peng Zixu brought over two wine glasses. Since he didn't have all the necessary tools, he didn't bother to let the wine sober up. He poured one glass for You Huan and one for himself.
Cheers!
You Huan raised her cup and clinked it against his, then eagerly took a sip.
She saw the bottle; it was a very high-end red wine, costing over ten thousand yuan a bottle. The small sip she just took must have cost over a thousand yuan.
How extravagant!
"Is it good?"
Peng Zixu put down his cup and asked.
You Huan nodded.
A bottle costs over 100,000 yuan; it's a miracle water, how could it not taste good?
"I wonder if drinking this will make me more beautiful."
Peng Zixu: "..."
He smiled and said, "Red wine helps with sleep, and good sleep naturally leads to beauty."
You Huan gave a slight twitch of her lips and continued eating.
Peng Zixu's cooking is absolutely delicious!
Later, Peng Zixu would often clink glasses with her.
You Huan unknowingly drank too much and pounced on the incredibly handsome Peng Zixu in front of her.
Peng Zixu caught her, a half-smile on his face: "Sister, what are you doing?"
You Huan snorted, pinched his chin, and looked dazed.
"Little brother, if you don't get me drunk, I have no resistance to you."
Peng Zixu let her hands roam over his face.
"But sister, you're not good. You always say one thing but mean another. You clearly want something, but you don't tell me."
You Huan hooked her arms around his neck, looking at him with wet eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you want to sleep?"
Peng Zixu stared at her: "No, I haven't washed the dishes yet."
You Huan kissed him and said, "Why wash the dishes? Is washing dishes important? We'll wash them tomorrow."
Peng Zixu let out a series of low laughs.
You Huan is a very contradictory person.
Sometimes, people who say one thing but mean another are really annoying.
Sometimes they're so honest it's adorable.
No woman has ever made him so irresistible.
You Huan slept with Peng Zixu again.
The next morning, she woke up with a start when she touched her familiar abs.
Recalling my bold initiative last night, I felt like banging my head against a wall and dying.
How could she go back on her word and break her promise like that?
I promised myself I wouldn't have any more entanglements with Peng Zixu.
What's going on now?
Peng Zixu was too cunning; he used alcohol to tempt her.
Peng Zixu sat up and said slowly, "It was you who took the initiative."
You Huan: "..."
She felt annoyed for a moment and then said, "I've had too much to drink, can't you just refuse me?"
Peng Zixu: "Rejecting a girl is such a cruel act, I can't do it."
You Huan glared at him: "So, you're saying you wouldn't refuse any woman who throws herself at you?"
"Of course not, I'm only soft-hearted towards you."
You Huan blinked and looked away.
Peng Zixu smiled, threw off the covers and got out of bed. In front of You Huan, he went to the bathroom naked.
You Huan glanced at his standard inverted triangle figure and covered her face.
You Huan was about to leave for work after washing up when Peng Zixu stopped her, saying, "Have breakfast before you go."
"I'm not hungry."
"Eat even if you're not hungry, it's good for your health."
You Huan was pressed into a high chair, with a fried heart-shaped egg, a slice of bread, and a cup of warm milk placed in front of her.
"Eat up. The dishes from last night haven't been washed yet. You couldn't wait and kept me from washing them. They're almost stinking."
You Huan: "..."
She kept her head down and ate without saying a word.
What Peng Zixu said was true; she remembered it.
Why doesn't she stop comprehension when she's drunk? It would be so much better to let her forget; it's too damn embarrassing.
Peng Zixu was tidying up in the kitchen when he heard a loud bang.
He went outside, but You Huan was no longer in the room.
He looked toward the dining table; breakfast was already finished.
He stood silently for a while, then went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Peng Zixu arrived at the company half an hour after Li Mai did.
Aside from work, You Huan didn't talk to him about anything else that day.
Later, when I spoke with Li Mai on the phone, I learned that Zhou Songyan was away on a business trip and had moved to Qingshui Road.
I was thinking of having some serious talk with Peng Zixu, but this guy kept chasing after me and shamelessly followed me to Qingshui Road.
While Li Mai was washing the dishes, she pulled Peng Zixu outside, wanting to talk to him and clear things up. Who knew that they would end up kissing each other while they were talking.
You Huan stopped worrying about it later.
Self-torture is too tiring.
Since Peng Zixu offered himself up, why did she refuse such a vibrant life?
She convinced herself, and the two of them happily got together.
...
You Huan changed into cotton slippers and wandered around the house, touring the big house.
The house faces a lake, offering a great view of the colorful lights along the shore.
You Huan searched online for the price per unit of this neighborhood.
Good heavens, 150,000 per square meter!
She quickly stepped back, patting her chest to breathe.
I seemed to be hallucinating; everything around me was red, even the bricks under my feet were red.
Are the walls, ceilings, and floor tiles here made of banknotes?
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